COIL // WINDOWPANE (MINIMAL MIX)
[org. WINDOWPANE M-SGL CD, 1990]
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windowpane | Leica M6 | Kodak Vision 2383 | 2022
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Opeth - Windowpane (The Lost Tape) / video
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KEEP TRIPPIN OVER THE LIGHT FANTASTIC? New Blotter & Sugarcube LSD Shoes --- FOR THOSE WHO REALLY REALLY WANT TO TRIP
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Scotch & Soda Yarn dyed Checker Gilet - Combo B
This gilet adds a contemporary twist on a collection staple. Featuring an all-over checked pattern with a full button closure and jetted pockets. Made with just a touch of elastane for comfort throughout the day.
Model is wearing size M
Vest
Blue/ Brown checker pattern
Jetted pockets
Satin backed with cincher
Inside colourful lining with hidden pocket
5 Button closure
83% Polyester /15% Viscose /2% Elastane
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Counting hours, searching the night
Might be waiting for someone
Might be in need of talking
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Interventions | Leica M6 | Kodak Vision 2383 | 2022
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I can remember you asking me, "What's up between you and Dad"?
Yes, I have a very good memory. I can close my eyes, relax and remember events of the past and they play out in my mind's eye sort of like a video, almost High Def. My mind stores all this and records almost everything, so that when I revisit these memories I almost always notice something new, a feeling, a smell, a sight I didn't see before in a previous visit. I remember the green tint, not makeup, covering your lower eyelids when you spoke to me those years ago on the front step at your apartment; it kind of looked like someone was sucking out your soul. You looked pretty sick. I was ignorant at the moment that you all had called the police and they were on their way, but you did take that moment to ask about your father.
So let me respond: I don't call that bastard "Dad" and I don't know why you do. Perhaps all the Acid you dropped in your teens created an alternate reality for you. One realty where a monster rules and another reality where Mr. Rogers is in charge and all is peachy except that Mr. Rogers is fucking your wife.
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Windowpane
"Blank face in the windowpane
Made clear in seconds of light
Disappears and returns again
Counting hours, searching night
Might be waiting for someone
Might be there for us to see
Might be in need of talking
Might be staring directly at me
Inside plays a lullaby
Slurred voice over children cries
On the inside
Haunting loneliness in the eye
Skin covering a secret scar
His hand is waving a goodbye
There's no response or action returned
There is deep prejudice in me
Outshines all reason inside
Given dreams all ridden with pain
And projected unto the last"
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